Psalms 3
1 A Psalm. Of David. When he went in flight from Absalom his son. Lord, how greatly are they increased who make attacks on me! in great numbers they come against me.
El Salmo de David refiriéndose a la vez que tuvo que huir de su hijo Absalón Señor, mis enemigos se han multiplicado. Hay muchos rebelándose contra mi.
2 Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
Muchos me dicen: “Dios no puede salvarte”. (Selah)
3 But your strength, O Lord, is round me, you are my glory and the lifter up of my head.
Pero tu, oh Señor, eres un escudo protegiéndome. Tu me das la victoria; y sostienes mi cabeza en alto.
4 I send up a cry to the Lord with my voice, and he gives me an answer from his holy hill. (Selah)
Clamo al Señor pidiendo ayuda, y él me responde desde su monte santo. (Selah)
5 I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.
Me acuesto a dormir, y en la mañana me levanto porque el Señor cuida de mi.
6 I will have no fear, though ten thousand have come round me, putting themselves against me.
No tengo miedo de las decenas de miles que me rodean y que están en mi contra.
7 Come to me, Lord; keep me safe, O my God; for you have given all my haters blows on their face-bones; the teeth of the evil-doers have been broken by you.
¡Defiéndeme, Señor! ¡Sálvame, mi Dios! ¡Abofetea a todos mis enemigos, y rompe los dientes de los malvados!
8 Salvation comes from the Lord; your blessing is on your people. (Selah)
La salvación te pertenece, Señor. Sé una bendición sobre tu pueblo. (Selah)
